ZOMG! My muse is back! :D Sing praises! Lol, not so much. But school is out, and I have more time to focus on writing. :) Thank you all for reviews, support, and inspiration. Times are tough, and I can be whiny, but you guys have been great to me! ^^ (Hint: Whenever I start whining again, just toss me Deidara and some chocolate cupcakes! :3 That should do the trick! xD) Anyway, to sum up my UBER long author's note, I am feeling much better, and much more enthusiastic. Thank you all.
(Haha, one more thing- This chapter is CRACK. Mostly filler, but it has little sprinkles of plot in there somewhere. :P Enjoy it!)
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Deidara's eye twitched as the silver-haired "newbie"- as Deidara had dubbed him- spoke. And Sasori though he was annoying.
Man, I wish he had this guy as a partner!
"Oi! Blondie! Are you listening to me, bitch?"
"Shut the hell up, yeah!"
"Make me, smart ass!"
"Oh! I fuc-"
"Both of you be quiet. Now."
A death-like silence immediately encompassed the Akatsuki meeting room, all of the members exchanging awkward and nervous glances- except for the two previously arguing people. Deidara and the outsider were locked in a glare-off.
Pein cleared his throat, and then began to speak again. "Deidara. Listen to me closely. I value you as a member, and you are fully welcome to any of our meetings. However, you do not disrupt any of my business here, understand?" He paused, waiting for the curt nod he received from the blonde bomber. Then, he turned to the purple-eyed. "Hidan, I also understand you. You are new, and therefore do not understand how to behave in meetings. Just be quiet unless spoken to, or acknowledged-"
"Hey! That blonde bitch got to speak his shi-"
"Did I not just lecture him?"
"Well, yeah, bu-"
"Then it is settled. The rules apply to you as well."
Hidan "hmph"-ed, crossed his arms and glared at the triumphant arguer, not pleased with being outdone. Deidara was at least a little bit more mature, not pouting as the silver-haired was, but glaring coldly at him still.
"Now. Everyone should know this by now- Hidan is our newest member. He will be Kakuzu's partner, and is a full member of the Akatsuki."
Deidara growled. So this is how Sasori felt…
Speaking of Danna, where is he, yeah?
Deidara glanced around. Sasori was still nowhere to be seen.
He must still be in the sitting room, un.
Deidara looked up. "Leader-sama, is that all that this meeting was for, yeah?" He received a silent nod from the gray silhouette. "Okay then, un. I'm out, yeah!" He waved good-bye, somewhat childishly, to Konan and Kisame, hopped down off of his "assigned finger", and sprinted out of the dark room while ignoring the new member's string of curses directed to him.
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Sasori sat, re-drawing over some of his old sketches of a puppet model, adding details and erasing problems. He liked the quiet work time he had currently. It offered both room for improvement on his art, and relaxation and de-stressing time away from Deidara.
He stood after a while, walking back to his room to get some of his newly-gathered wood and begin carving out the body for the puppet design he had just created.
He was quite proud, and almost content- though he felt no emotions, so of course he couldn't actually be content. Oh well, he smirked. Quiet is quiet. It is enjoyable.
"Sasori no Danna, un! I found you!"
Damn it all.
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One of the things that irked Sasori the most about the "blonde brat" was that he was so needy, even more-so than most of the humans he knew. He was always hungry, tired, bored, or "just wanted to talk". Couldn't the kid see that he absolutely annoyed the marionette beyond the point of raging insanity sometimes? (Though, he was quite stoic, so it may be hard to tell just when that point of "raging insanity" was crossed, other than a handful of carefully-aimed senbon were thrown your way.)
Deidara, on the other hand, couldn't stand the redhead's constant dislike of his companionship. They were partners, so it was only natural for Deidara to want to hang around the puppeteer, right? And Sasori gave no signs of when he was annoyed or had an especially short temper, other than several lethal weapons being aimed and shot towards the blonde's throat. He did not even try to get along with Deidara, he just automatically started trying to push him as far away as possible.
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"Oi! Bitchy blonde he-she!"
"What the hell do you want, simpleton, yeah?"
Okay, Sasori had to admit, that one almost made him want to snicker. Almost.
Deidara was sitting at the kitchen table, eating some type of fish dish. Sasori was sitting there with him, half of his mind working out attachments to put on his new puppet design, the other half of his conscience imagining the many, many ways he could kill his blonde partner. And then, interrupting Way #897, Hidan had decided to walk up and join the "party".
Sasori stood up, completely unnoticed by the two now-screaming Akatsuki-nins, and left the room in silence.
What have we been reduced to as-of-late?
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"Who are you calling 'simpleton', you female?"
"You can't even keep up with your own insults! You just called me a he-she!"
"So you admit it, you stuck-up bitch! Ha!"
"Like hell am I admitting anything of the like! I am completely male, you idiotic albino!"
"Albino? You're done for, stupid mother-fuc-!"
"Will you two give it a rest already?" The smooth and quiet voice of Itachi seemed to just slice through both of the arguers' voices.
"Who the hell is this little snotty midget?"
"Ugh! Itachi, mind your own damn business, yeah!"
Both Deidara and Hidan turned around, now side by side, to face the interrupting person. Deidara was sneering, contempt very visible in his expression. He had heard of the Uchiha's vote against his joining, and it did not settle with him well. That mixed with his condescending attitude towards the blonde and now this intrusion as well- needless to say, Deidara held quite the hatred against Itachi. Hidan just did not like being interrupted, end of story. And Itachi was short. That insult was true.
Itachi just stared at them a moment more, before turning to walk off with a small shrug. "Just be quieter about your bickering. Some of us like a little peace and quiet around the base."
Hidan waited until the raven-haired was out of the kitchen before snorting contemptuously. "Who the hell does he think he is? Oh, damn. Jashin will smite him!"
Deidara shook his head, "I don't know who this 'Jashin' guy is, but he's damn out of luck, un. I'm going to be the one to kill that self-righteous bastard!"
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I like humor! :) But I also like semi-plotness in my stories! There's undertones in there, foreshadowing and all that good stuff. You just have to squint. :P
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